taymermaid
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"Like what you read?"
Taylor is standing just inside the door now, laughing softly-her arms crossed, her head tilted. There's a wicked glint in her eyes, and that signature smirk on her lips.
"What are you doing here?" she asks through a chuckle.
"What are you?" You blurt, not really realizing what you just said.
Her brows shoot up in amused surprise. "What am I-? This is my office," she replies with a light laugh.
"Right," you mumble, cheeks going warm. "Sorry. You scared me."
"Well, sorry for walking into my own office," she teases. "You're the intruder here."